User blog comment:SalemtheCruel/Invaders of Southsward/@comment-3135907-20120308220958/@comment-3135907-20120308224038

Clawtung reaches out with the deadrat's pike, slashing at the otter's rudder. Zild rebuffs him with a heavy clout. "You want to be slain? Fool, pikes and spears won't get him, they'll make him climb higher. Archers! Make a pincushion out of the riverdog!" The otter ducks with a mischievous grin and hurls a throwing knife into the first archer's skull, felling him instantly. "Back up, back up! Form a circle around the tree but stay back! Let the archers finish him!" Zild orders the hordebeasts, exasperatingly watching as a rat who tries to step forward to get a blow in with his cutlass falls transfixed to an oak stump. The otter takes an arrow in his cloaksleeve and pulls it out contemptuously, his joking side turning to what looks vengeful. He leaps at the vermin with a few words of defiance. "Scummy fools! YE'VE RUINED ME BEST CLOOOOOAAAAAKKK!!!"